Chapter 4: The Uncrowned King White Tiger Takes an Arrow

  In the mountains, there is no first day of the lunar month; four years pass in the blink of an eye.

  Four years of time, day and night with the white tiger mother and son, Huang Xiao's feelings for them have deepened. He doesn't know if the white tiger has discovered that he is its child, but in any case, the white tiger hasn't changed a single bit towards him. Sometimes, it even gives him the feeling of being more affectionate than to its own child - Little White Tiger. Maybe this is also because he often scratches its itch and whatnot. No matter how intelligent beasts are, they can't compare to human wisdom. Little White Tiger has grown up now, its tiger body almost catching up with its mother's. Four years of time haven't changed its personality much, but it is especially clingy towards Huang Xiao, not willing to leave his side for even a moment.

  Or perhaps it was the loss of that little tiger at first, and the white tiger would never let Huang Xiao and Xiaobai leave the cave half a step. The protective feelings were evident. In this way, Huang Xiao and Xiaobai grew up vigorously under its care. People say that every part of a tiger is precious, tiger bones, tiger blood... in his previous life, he had only heard about it, but now he was benefiting from it himself. Of course, it wasn't the tiger bones or anything like that. After all, the white tiger had done him a great kindness, just like a foster mother to him, and what he drank was the tiger's milk that had nourished him for over a year.

  Confined by the White Tiger in the cave, Huang Xiang practiced all the martial arts he had learned in his previous life every day, gradually tempering his energy. With the nourishment of tiger milk and meat, his body became stronger and stronger, getting closer to the peak of his previous life. Perhaps this was the effect of tiger milk! In his spare time, he played with the little white tiger, and the days were not boring at all. Compared to his previous desperate journey, it was like heaven and hell.

  Finally, half a year ago, he managed to get on par with the White Tiger's paw, and the White Tiger no longer restricted him and Little White Tiger from going out. However, this also had a prerequisite: if Little White Tiger wanted to go out, he must be followed by him. It is worth mentioning that after more than three years of daily interaction, Huang Xiang learned another foreign language - Beast Language. Although he himself knew that the White Tiger was just playing cat and mouse with him and hadn't shown its true abilities, Huang Xiang knew that in his past life, he could only survive under the tiger's paw. This White Tiger was as big as two tigers from his past life, with a back as high as a tall horse! However, for a six-year-old like him to be able to get on par with such a powerful White Tiger was already something to be proud of, after all, he was only six years old.

  Flickering flames, Huang Xiang skillfully roasted the white tiger's freshly hunted antelope, the red sparks licking at the carefully prepared meat. The aroma wafted out of the cave, filling the air with a savory scent that lingered far and wide. A large and small pair of white tigers, their huge eyes fixed intently on the roasting antelope, their mouths watering in anticipation. Ever since Huang Xiang first roasted meat for them, this family had bid farewell to their days of raw flesh and blood. Now, the mother and son duo had lost all interest in uncooked food, not even bothering to give it a glance.

  As he thought of the mother and son's terrified faces when they first saw the fire, a smile spread across Huang Xiao's face. It seemed that fire was indeed the natural enemy of wild beasts. Even the majestic white tiger was afraid of it, let alone others. However, now they were no longer so fearful of the flames.

  He shared the roasted mutton with White Tiger Mother and Son, then bid farewell to the two tigers and walked out of the cave, heading towards his usual training ground. The space inside the cave had long been unsuitable for his cultivation, and the surrounding area was rugged and unpleasant. Only at the foot of the mountain was there a suitable place for him to practice.

  Huang Xiang hummed a popular song from his past life, happily shuttling back and forth among the trees and rocks.

  Not far away, a rustling sound came, Huang Xiao's nose twitched, and relying solely on the smell, he could identify that it was a cheetah in his own "territory".

  He whistled softly, and the rustling sound instantly disappeared. He lifted his foot to step on a tree trunk, and in an instant, he darted through the gap between the trees like an arrow.

  Parting the grass, as expected... A grown leopard was lying on the ground, making a five-body prostration to the uncrowned king of this ten-mile radius.

  Squatting down, he patted the cheetah's head with a smile, Huang Xiao had already recognized it, it was indeed the guy he had hit three times. After letting it go for the third time, he gave it a nice name, Pursuing Life.

  "Let you off this time." Standing up, Huang Xiang felt very satisfied with the feeling of making all beasts surrender.

  Watching him disappear into the distance, the cheetah didn't dare to stand up until his voice and smell had completely vanished. Only then did it stretch out its claws and scratch two deep gashes in the ground.

  Naturally, this action was not seen by Huang Xiao. At this moment, he was like a king inspecting his territory, swaggering through the mountains with an air of invincibility. On this mountain, within a radius of ten miles, all living wild beasts could be considered his underlings; those who refused to submit became roasted meat in the mouths of him and the white tiger mother and son. On this mountain, Huang Xiao was the uncrowned king of all wild beasts, although it was all by force. Even a cunning fox would occasionally bring him offerings of prey to curry favor with him.

  The most interesting thing was a huge black bear, when Huang Xiang found it, it was very arrogant and didn't put Huang Xiang in its eyes at all. After being fully utilized by Huang Xiang's sixteen-character strategic guidelines of Chairman Mao, the clumsy bear was beaten to the ground under its rogue attack, and finally, when Huang Xiang was about to turn it into roast meat, this big silly black bear suddenly came to its senses, knelt on the ground, raised its front paws, and made a standard surrender gesture...

  In the battle with the beast, Huang Xuan's actual combat experience grew rapidly. The martial arts he had cultivated in his previous life were purely killing techniques, and only in a life-and-death struggle could he gain enough experience. Perhaps it was not that harmonious society to blame, but his martial arts progress was indeed difficult to make. Although he was considered a master in his previous life, he was mostly talking on paper, and killing people was against the law!

  He had been training at the foot of the mountain until dusk, and Huang Xiaoer wiped his sweat back to his home.

  Looking at the shadow of the cave in his line of sight, a white shadow appeared at the entrance of the cave. It was Xiaobai, who had been waiting for him to return every day. Looking at its figure, Huang Xiang's mouth involuntarily curled up and smiled with relief. This home is really warm!

  Quickly walked to the front of the little white tiger, stretched out his hand and touched its sleek tiger head, sat down beside it, performing the same daily routine, waiting for the tiger mother who went out hunting to come back.

  The little white tiger stretched out its head, licking his face one mouthful at a time. It seemed that not having seen him for an entire afternoon had made it miss him terribly. To be sure, in the past, the little white tiger would never leave his side, but over the past half year, Huang Xie had gone down the mountain to practice martial arts and rarely brought it along. However, it often secretly ran down the mountain to look for him.

  The itch was unbearable as it licked him, Huang Xiao laughed loudly and couldn't help but play a game of arm-wrestling with it. Yes, arm-wrestling! Under Huang Xiao's guidance, the little white tiger learned how to do it, and at first, he always won. However, as the little white tiger grew up, its strength increased day by day, and Huang Xiao's winning times became fewer and fewer, until now, he was always the one who lost. The little white tiger, two years younger than him, had unimaginable power. Watching it jump with joy after winning, Huang Xiao was also extremely happy in his heart. In this world, he didn't have any close relatives; his parents, who gave birth to this body of his, probably couldn't escape the disaster either - three consecutive years of severe drought really made him dare not have too much hope. But the white tiger mother and son, one like a foster mother to him, the other like a brother, brought him infinite warmth. Without them, perhaps he would have been swallowed by beasts long ago!

  "Roar......" Xiaobai Hu excitedly let out a roar, and Huang Xiao, who understood the beast language, immediately knew what it meant: Mom is back!

  Yes, the White Tiger is back. Looking down at the only road leading to his feet, a white shadow appeared in his eyes. Seeing that white shadow, Huang Xiao smiled, it was the kind of smile a son would have when seeing his mother. Although it was just a white tiger, in his eyes, it was no different from a person!

  Huh? That's not right, why is the White Tiger so slow today? As for the White Tiger's speed, Huang Xiao was well aware of it. The wind from the tiger can be imagined, what kind of speed does a tiger have, let alone an anomaly among tigers - the White Tiger. What's going on? Perplexed, Huang Xiao hurriedly approached the White Tiger.

  He was stunned to a standstill in front of the White Tiger, only to see that its entire body was covered in blood. On the road behind it, a clear trail of blood stretched out as far as the eye could see. The once spotless black and white fur had mostly turned red, with a long arrow lodged in its abdomen!

  The white tiger saw the yellow bird appear before its eyes, and its tired expression relaxed for a moment. With a "thud", it collapsed in front of him. Huang Xiao hurried forward, half-kneeling in front of the white tiger, stretching out his hand to gently stroke its body, tears streaming down uncontrollably.

  Who was it, who shot the arrow! Huang Xiao stared at the arrow on White Tiger's abdomen, and found that there seemed to be words on it. He quickly leaned in, using the dim light to carefully identify the characters on the arrow shaft... It was Zhong Ying!

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